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XXX (I already am calm, I'm calm)
Already I am calm, I'm calm. I see the shafts drapaczów clouds and I see myself in the mirror. It's nothing. Pożółkło sky, passing pedestrians me set up on the face sheet of paper, just cut out holes for eyes and mouth, to be able to try out this world. Gin and tonic is circulating [...]
Just yesterday, today might look different
My eyes were misty, but yesterday at the Fourteenth forty-seven pharmacist at last open the pharmacy said it was an ordinary conjunctivitis. And somehow I see. Therefore, look with me on the sidewalks, which were drowned and floated in the puddles of melting snow, you know this whole mess, which [...]
Legion and we are. Babble
(...) I have dreams about words, and nothing more. J.-P. Sartre And the sea has remained as it should be a sea of similar situations. Nothing special. Some waves, sailboats, jet gray-blue water splashing. Boredom. I will not say, swarms of people, this could be something better, but nothing but an illusion [...]
Man-autumn
For załomami concrete wall, everything was different now. While urban residents, tenants skyscrapers of pościeranych stairs, nest in the stuffy, dripping with twilight frames, and paneling of the walls are paintings graffiti erased, here the space is still chump untamed wildness: vines and woody lianas lawirowały in chaos [...]
The third day peeps
IMPRESJAO quarter started badly drizzle. He lay on a wet meadow, and I wanted this flood, laboriously gliding from the sky, it flooded to drown in it: like a boulder that someone threw into the depths and wallows, and tone. Sun [...]
I'll kill you for those words
Everything was done under the old rules, since each of the examinations were performed according to standard procedures, which means: no rules do not apply. Introduced him to a narrow room on one of the last floors of the building Prosecutor. By the narrow, shabby curtains of the windows broke out luxuriantly sunlight. Remained obvious, [...]
Forest green light
It was dark. Too dark, and even so I closed the door: slate, the lock snaps inside us, the living soul, the living body, do not see anything, even their own hands. Example, I myself in your eyes and see nothing. - Losing in the dark - she muttered at last, so I reached the wall. [...]
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